Pilgrimage - Part 3

Up before dawn

Paddle through twilight and mist

Beach the boat

A Bald Eagle

Another early riser

Glides high over glass

I turn up the trail

Up the cliffs

Clearing the trees

Just as the sun does the same

on the eastern horizon

I read my letter

To my friend

Perform my small ritual

And lay back on the rock

To think and watch

The clouds below the clouds

Sliding through the valleys

And down our river

228 days old